Some lions should never be taken to the zoo

Some men should never be married

I am a lion too but its a metaphor for I am a single man

Just like Katy Perry is a metaphor for Roar

I know I am confused

Atleast I am certain I am confused

Some people are confused they are certain

Que sera sera life can be confusing ma cher

I get attracted but I get repulsed

I seek perfection with these imperfect eyes

I look to the future with eyes darkened by the past

If you cannot convince yourself, confuse yourself



God has a weird sense of humor

God has a weird sense of humor
Twisted and dark and sometimes a tease
Take for example my quaint modern family
My dad is a cop, but the lad is a poet

Dad was a good cop, now retired he is my bad cop
I was a bad poet, now I think I just don’t care
Each poem, each sentence, typed out carelessly
Poetry is easy and aren’t poets so much cheap

I need an editor, the last one have me a divorce
And I still paying for not reading the fine print
Never begin a sentence with an And she said
Whatever I say, and shrug ahead

I need to write my book, I should be writing my book
I fought with my yoga teacher, I fight with myself now
Too long, so sad, I the coward, will never be truly mad
But we tried, O Lord, to get the joke you played


Celebrity Poet


I wish I was a celebrity poet
I wish my dream came true
They would hang around every paper shit I took
They would like, re share and tweet it too

I would swallow up my artistic insecurity
With the twinkle of my charming eyes
I would bury those callous impurities
I would always try to surprise

I would be the best man at poetry’s funeral
I would be the cause de jure
When they ask me what I did for a living
I would say I am a poet for sure

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nobody can save me now even if they try

it seems so strange it was yesterday I had a full life
but now these days drag on like the end of time
and my love has turned its back on me on the road
no matter how hard I run they tell I am old

and I turned down their thirty silver coins
and I thought this is a jungle we are mountain lions
and when they preached we so wanted to believe
in heaven in redemption immortal soul so deep

and now we smile for what it was just lies
and our gullibility in falling to see
and its time to nuke and its time to kill
die by cop or die by thrill

our creators have all but turned their back
the quarterback of the franchise has just got the sack
they want you to sell more white shirts and penicillin
and you can fight and you can try but never win

time to choose time to die
time to stop caring how our bones will lie
time to stop thinking what songs they will sing
time to kill all the decepticons and all their frills

based on the character of Octavius Prime